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FIFTEEN
KREON I watched her while she slept. Gone were her permanent sneer and scowl. She lay relaxed in my arms. She fought, protested, sometimes scorned me. She angered my beast and almost moved me to destruction but a dragon never burns his gold. She turned and I perceived the musk of her arousal, a soft and sweet scent. Then her temperature rose while she mouthed words, arching her back off the bed. Her face burned, her breath seized. She turned redder by the second, terrifying me. My kind knew no sickness but I had walked the earth long enough to know hers did. A fever, they called this illness. “Breathe!” I exclaimed as she suffocated in my arms. She arched higher, pushing herself against me. The fever was eating at her but then – She rubbed her s*x against mine. I salivated. My blo
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